"What?"

"My God."

Both an Xiaoqi and an Xiaojiu couldn't believe what they saw in front of them.

Rong Jing carefully put the girl on her back on the Kang, and said with a heavy face, "my uncle has already invited Mr. Li. I'm afraid I'll frighten An'an, so let An'an and Xiao Hu go back first."

Now, these two boys should have gone to Li's house.

"What the hell is going on here?" Asked an Xiaojiu.

"I don't know. I was..."

"Coming, coming."

Rong Jing just opened a head, the voice of old uncle Rong came from the door.

Uncle Rong is followed by Lang Li and his family.

An Xiaojiu didn't care to ask what was going on. He quickly let Li Lang Zhong see how the people were.

During this period, no one dares to speak, for fear that a word will disturb the doctor.

Both children covered their mouths and opened their big eyes.

In the eyes, innocent and afraid.

Rong Jing took Rong'an into his arms and comforted him soundlessly.

Smelling the familiar smell and seeing the familiar people, the fear in Rong an's eyes faded.

Li Lang Zhong is in a dilemma.

"Li Lang Zhong, is there any difficulty?" Ann small seven sharp eyes, see Li Lang's face change, immediately out of voice asked.

Li sighed, "now the child is in a state of suspended animation. I must give her a silver needle to save her..."

"Then tie it." An Xiaojiu said anxiously.

What's the dilemma and hesitation?

What can be more important than human life?

An Xiaoqi stares at an Xiaojiu, and for the first time, she says sternly: "Xiao Jiu!"

"I'm sorry, I don't mean anything else, but I'm in a hurry..." An Xiaojiu apologized.

Li Lang Zhong is not a stingy person either. He waved his hand to show that he was OK. He continued, "if you use the needle, you need to take off the clothes on the child's upper body. It's still the front side..."

Even if the child is covered with mud, he is not blind. Naturally, he can see that he is a little girl.

Although it looks like a teenager, but

As the old saying goes, men and women have different seats at the age of seven.

Although I don't pay so much attention in the countryside, it's a little bit

Even if he was old enough to be the father of the little girl, and more than enough, he did not dare to be so easy.

Gossip is enough to kill people.

"It's life-saving, of course." An Xiaojiu does not want to say, "if the life is gone, what is the use of leaving a reputation?"

Now there is no Cheng Zhu theory, the reputation of women is not so harsh.

In the Ming Dynasty, when Cheng and Zhu Neo Confucianism prevailed, the girl had to hang herself and commit suicide in order to be completely innocent.

In an Xiaojiu's view, people who put forward such ideas are either mentally ill or mentally pitted.

Otherwise, it would be a change of state.

"Would you like to ask the four aunts?" An Xiaoqi hesitated.

As for the unreasonable posture of Wei Shi and an Si Shu, even if they are to save Yun Niang, they will also get into a coquettish.

Hearing this, Auntie sun also supported, "yes, just press Xiao Qi's words, and go to ask the old four's family. Otherwise... "

We didn't finish, but the meaning was clear.

None of the people present had a good opinion of those who had settled down in the old town, and naturally no one refuted it.

"It's a waste of time coming and going." An Xiaojiu still disagrees.

What can be more important than life?

"Don't go to her mother." The silence of the scene suddenly made a sound.

It was a shock to everyone.

Rong Laobo was also surprised and asked, "Xiaojing, why do you say that?"

"I found this little girl on the mountain, and it was..." Rongjing seems to be unable to speak.

Needless to say, we all know that it will not be a good situation.

Suddenly, Rong an opened a pair of very bright big eyes and whispered, "I went to the mountain with my uncle. When I saw this little sister, she was buried."

"Buried?" Anxiao jiuhuoran gets up, the voice has raised more than eight degrees.

Originally, an Xiaojiu thought that it was Yun Niang who fell down on the mountain or what happened. She was rescued by Rongjing who went up the mountain.

Now it looks like

It doesn't seem like that.

Everyone seemed to have been pressed the pause button, with their mouths open, but they didn't know what to say.

An Xiaojiu asked, "what is it buried with?"

"Earth, in a pit. Only when you hear me talk with me, you can see. In the past, I only saw someone go down the mountain. I didn't see who it was. But I saw that the hand of the little sister was not covered and stretched out. It was very frightening. "The whirling shadows of trees, the yellow and black land, a waxy hand, only the wrist above the ground

On the spot, Xiao Rong an was scared.

Fortunately, Rong'an is not particularly timid. Otherwise, Rongjing would not take Rong'an to the mountains for a long time.

Who knows it's going to happen.

"It wasn't an accident. It was someone who wanted the little girl to die." Rong Jing pursed her spring, and her voice was very low.

Rong an's eyes are not good, people are also short, not see clearly.

But he joined the army and was used to seeing things at night. So even if the light is so dark, the scenery can be seen clearly. The people who are going down the mountain are --

an Laosi!

"It's Anne four." Rong Jing vomited out the last one.

This is indeed enough to shock an Xiaojiu and an Xiaoqi to seven meat and eight vegetables.

Next, there is no doubt.

All the men went out except Lang Li, even if they were two children.

When an Xiaoqi and an Xiaojiu untie an yunniang's clothes, the whole person is shocked again.

Small body thin and weak left, chest root ribs clear.

But the most shocking thing is the trace of an yunniang.

Blue, purple, and stick traces, and The trace of love.

"Asshole!" An Xiaojiu was so angry that the whole person was shaking. Tears fell down and hit an yunniang's unconscious face.

An Xiaoqi is directly sitting on the Kang, remembering the experience of being sold to Hualou

"This..." Auntie sun and qingniang were red at the same time.

They have all been mothers and have had daughters. They have seen an yunniang be How can I not be sad?

This is still just a ten year old.

Li Lang Zhong's face was livid, but his hand was especially stable.

Soon, an yunniang's small breast gradually had ups and downs.

"Li Lang Zhong, Yun Niang..." An Xiaojiu is eager to talk but stops. He doesn't know how to ask.

"Don't worry, it's no big problem. As long as you take good care of it, it will be like nothing in a month. "

"What I want to ask is..." An Xiaojiu finds it hard to speak up.

Li Lang Zhong suddenly said, "before this, an Jiasheng asked me to see his son."

"What disease?"

An Xiaojiu is sensitive to realize that there must be some connection between the two!

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